C52 Forty Strings of Devil Spiciness!

At a roadside stall.

"Boss, fifty pieces of roasted gluten!" Fang Rui sat on the chair, while Little Ai frowned as she looked at the oily seat, unwilling to sit.

"Ge Ge, dirty …" Xiao Ai looked helplessly at Fang Rui.

Fang Rui said, "You can even sit on the road, and that won't do?"

However, Fang Rui still found a few tissues from the boss to place on the seat